Author: Enisoor
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wolfmoon
What it saw was more of a rhythm—moonbeams between branch and wind.A leaf drifts across the cold January ground,passing through frozen tear-moisture. Wat het zag was meer een ritmemaanstralen tussen tak en wind.Een blad dwarrel op koude Januari grond,tussen bevroren traanvocht door. © E n i s ∞ r song: Been Undone – Peter Gabriel
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New bokeh
Break your old patterns and create space for new magic. © E n i s ∞ r song: Of All the Things We’ve Made – Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark
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aftermath
After the holidays, it still stands there: the Christmas tree, with a few bare branches and that one last garland you forgot. Once it brought light and coziness; now it pricks you every time you walk past. Throwing it away almost feels like betrayal, but also like a small relief. As the tree leaves the
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goodwill hunting
A wise bird never reveals its entire plumage—only now and then a single feather, as a gesture of goodwill, a sign from above to never lose heart. © E n i s ∞ r song: Won’t Get Fooled Again – The Who
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Inner Peacefulness
Despite its depth, the spiritual landscape also has its share of blur; it’s a matter of putting on a different pair of glasses. In its constant change, it offers a fresh perspective.Don’t be blinded. Success isn’t about striving for more and better. It’s about seeing yourself clearly, knowing you’re okay, knowing you’re worthy of being
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true star
A man is walking down the street while looking at his mobile phone. Follow your true star, not your digital algorithm. © E n i s ∞ r song: Song of the Stars – Dead Can Dance
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I may
The past few years were a smoking wheelie, carving a circular tire mark into the road of my life. And now—full throttle ahead. © E n i s ∞ r song: Synchronicity I – The Police
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zebra
May 2026 become a new year in which the self-imposed barred door opens, and we move forward freely and untamed, with greater focus and awareness. © E n i s ∞ r song: Zebra – Beach House Zebras can be bent, but never broken. In their untamable nature lies their strength—and that same strength lives
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in the mist
A damp cold veils the dew-covered fields; it is a calm in which the sun still offers a hopeful pinprick through the ashen mist.A quiet stillness reigns — a kind of peace, a freedom, even though the view is shrouded.My homeland at is best. © E n i s ∞ r song: Free As A
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marching
Humanity keeps marching, one after another — the pioneer, the conformist, and the one bringing up the rear. © E n i s ∞ r song: Solitude Standing – Suzanne Vega While humanity marches in formation, true freedom lies in daring to step out of rhythm and follow your own path.














